MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH

A PLEA FOR MERCY

The sun had risen when Clara woke up. She felt a headache and wondered how it had come. Then she remembered last night and smiled. She had partied hard but she didn’t drink that much, so she wondered why the headache came. Then she looked around; at first nothing was amiss. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. There was no sign of Simon anywhere. Where was he? Has he gone to get them breakfast, she wondered. He had been the perfect gentleman last night, anticipating her every need and surpassing them; last night was the best night of sex she has had in a long time. Both of them anticipated the other's sexual needs and performed, if not surpassed it. Their bodies rhymed with raw passion; she felt alive.

The door burst open suddenly and three police officers walked.

‘Get up from the bed madam. You are under arrest.’ They said,

Both Michael and Liam rushed to the bed where Clara was lying. The nurse walked over to them too. She was displeased that both men were there in the room and won